Young Hua Chuche sat under the tree and counted the petals.
"He likes... Me."
"He doesn't like me."
"I like it, I don't like it..."
The last petal
"He... Doesn't like me, Yingying..."
Being disliked by Yanshi "..."
Reach out to pick the flowers and pluck out the petals, leaving only one petal.
He took the bare flower pole from Hua Chuche's hand and threw it away, then put the flower(?) In his hand into his hand. "Continue"
I give you my love, and you have to love me too!
Purpose: Life is not only about love, but also about responsibility.